Who: Roderick Dearborn and Aland Avery
What: MANLY STUFF
When: Saturday night
Where: Roderick's freakishly clean flat
Why: ...

He was aware that Aland had been ignoring him for the past few weeks, but perhaps that was his fault. He'd been rather stern about still talking to Erin (he still had an infatuation with her whether it had resulted from transference from Aland or not) and he supposed he was less than willing to completely deny that he was attracted to the other man.

Roderick tapped his fingers against the table while he waited for both the take-away and Aland to show up. At least one of the two was bound to come, if only because it was bound by the fact that food places liked to be paid for their goods. Hopefully the food would show up first, because Roderick was currently six blocks from his house and waiting on the doorstep of a place that wasn't his own. No need to let anyone know where he really lived unless they were family and he felt he could trust them.

The pizza boy showed up and Roderick handed him the coins, waiting until the young man turned his back and then apparating to his own step. He unlocked the door physically and then with an unlocking charm and stepped inside, setting the box on top of his counter and continuing to wait.

Beer and pizza -- that wasn't a date, right, so Aland wouldn't freak out. Sure.